Toward a better world I contribute my modest smidgin; 
I eat the squab, lest it become a pigeon. 

 
Vers un meilleur monde je contribue mon smidgin modeste; Je mange le 
squab, de peur que ce deviennent un pigeon. 

 
In Richtung zu einer besseren Welt trage ich mein bescheidenes smidgin 
bei; Ich esse den Squab, aus Furcht daß es eine Taube wird. 

 
Para um mundo melhor eu contribuo meu smidgin modesto; Eu como o 
squab, a fim de que não se transforme um pombo. 

 
Hacia un mundo mejor contribuyo mi smidgin modesto; Yo como el squab, 
a fin de se convierta en una paloma. 

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